There was no way she wanted to show her weakness at times like this.

Tsk.

She could hear the prince clicked his tongue before he looked at Prince Ji Sheng who was staying up above. His hand grasped Wei Liuying's shoulder roughly as he pushed her to the front.

"Ji Sheng!"

"What do you want, Prince Lian?" Prince Ji Sheng asked from above. His eyes didn't leave Wei Liuying's face.

At this time, Wei Liuying also responded to his gaze. He was looking at her solemnly as if calculating her worth. It was the same gaze she had seen in him when she met with Prince Ji Sheng back in the capital city.

He was contemplating.

"I heard that you're someone who cared for your subordinate. How about seeing your most beloved upcoming strategist die today?" Prince Lian asked with a broad smile.

Prince Ji Sheng didn't immediately reply. He simply turned to look at Yang Xian as if asking for the latter's opinion.

Wei Liuying noticed his movement and chose not to comment anything. However, her heart was in doubt. Why would Prince Ji Sheng leave the question to Yang Xian? He was not the type to leave it to him.

Prince Lian noticed the strange atmosphere and arched his eyebrows. He glanced to Wei Liuying and smirked, "I have always been thinking about this, but Strategist Liu is surprisingly feminine. Could it be that your first strategist is falling for this little b*stard?"

Once again, Prince Ji Sheng was silent. He continued to look at Yang Xian as if waiting for him to say something.

At this time, Yang Xian was looking in Wei Liuying's direction. His dark eyes were staring back at Wei Liuying with no intention of moving his gaze somewhere else. At the same time, his fingers were clasped so tightly that blood started to ooze out.

Wei Liuying stared back at him with no emotion. She could perfectly see the smoke behind the strategist while he was keeping his composure. There was no word that they needed to say for her to understand the plan that Yang Xian wanted to use.

"Wei Liuying, what do you have to say?"

At that moment, Yang Xian used Wei Liuying's real name. Wei Liuying felt her heart skipped a beat when she heard it. When was the last time she heard her real name used to call her? It was almost a year ago since she could use her real name.

Wei Liuying raised her head weakly and looked at Yang Xian. Slowly, she opened her mouth, "I'm your soldier, Strategist Yang. My life is in your hands."

Prince Lian was stunned. "Shouldn't it be in His Highness's hand?"

Only three people understood why Wei Liuying said it to Yang Xian and not Prince Ji Sheng. In the very first place, the one who wanted her to be part of the soldier was Yang Xian. He was also the one who took care of her and made her part of their army.

At that time, she had vowed that no matter what, she would follow them.

Not only Prince Ji Sheng but also Yang Xian.

Yang Xian nodded and looked at Prince Ji Sheng. "You have heard her answer, Your Highness. It is your decision."

"In that case, kill her."

The two words startled everyone.

The soldiers were looking at their leader with eyes widened. This was not the first time one of their comrades were captured by the enemies. There were many times Prince Ji Sheng have to make the difficult decision to let them die in the enemy's hand so that their soldier would be able to achieve victory.

Including those with high position, they willingly sacrifice themselves.

But this time, the soldiers felt that Prince Ji Sheng's tone was even colder than usual. It was as if he wanted to slice Prince Lian into mincemeat because of this.

Did it mean that Prince Ji Sheng placed Wei Liuying at even higher importance?

The soldiers didn't know.

"You want to kill a kid to win the war now, Ji Sheng?" Prince Lian asked and laughed out loudly. "You have truly become a cold blooded person, Ji Sheng. I never thought that someone like you will fall so low just in order to win the war!"

Wei Liuying struggled to stand up. Her legs were tied together, so it was hard for her to move. She spoke out, "Your Highness, you might not understand but rather than living in pain and agony due to guilt of losing war because of one person, I'll rather die."

"You…"

Bang!

Pushing the soldiers behind, Wei Liuying pulled the sword out and then stabbed it to the ground area between her legs. It cut off the rope almost immediately and Wei Liuying used the sword to cut off the rope between her hands.

"Don't let him get away!"

Swish!

Wei Liuying swung the sword then rushed to the hills. She could see Yang Xian was already wielding a bow with an arrow docked there perfectly. He was clearly aiming in her direction.

Prince Ji Sheng was standing beside them with no emotion in his face. In the first place, Prince Ji Sheng was someone who rarely showed any of his emotion up front. He would keep whatever he felt deep inside his heart.

Prince Lian gnashed his teeth and looked at Wei Liuying. When he saw the stance Yang Xian was in, he was startled.

"Your Highness, shall we chase…"

"No need. Just watch and prepare bow and arrow."

Wei Liuying didn't know why, but she felt as if Yang Xian was hesitating. She glanced to the back and realized that the soldiers have stopped moving. However, she knew that if Yang Xian didn't shoot her, they would.

She stopped running and glanced above with her hand stretched outwards. Smiling faintly, she shouted, "Do it, Strategist Yang!"

The sentence sounded like an order, yet no one cared for it at that moment.

Dzing! Jleb!

All of their attention lied on the arrow that was shot straight to Wei Liuying's right chest and pierced to the ground behind her as if the force was simply too big. In the next moment, her body fell on the ground with a thud.

It was dead silent in the battlefield.